Twilight gave an audible gulp as she sent the white mare’s load down her gullet. She’d serviced the mare from her first encounter a few more times since she started. She licked her lips gingerly, savoring the taste of the creamy treat. “Haa... you’ve really improved since our first encounter girl, hehe.” The mare flicked her electric and dark blue tail, the flared clit behind it slowly receding inside it’s velvet folds. “If you still need it, I wouldn’t mind repaying the favour after school Just swing by half past five for a quickie.” The mare gave a teasing wink with her still swollen pearl. “Maybe even a little tribadism?” Her tone was teasing, and the purple pony felt a faint blush from the thought of it.

She cleared her throat to reply “Ah, well... I’ll see if I have time then. We have a test tomorrow on levitation physics underwater. And I don’t know if I’m ready to go from actual sex to sex... sex.” She gave an awkward grin that only she could notice. The slick folds in front of her were inviting... She had wondered how it’d feel like to press her own length along it, but it felt like a large step to take.

The other mare chuckled “You seemed very eager to have another go last time you plastered my face... you even made time for seconds, despite the midterm exam you were having.” the white mare wiggled her hips enticingly, making Twilight fluster as she cleared her throat.

“Ahem, well... erf...” she found herself scraping the floor bashfully, a slight swelling started to grow in her hindquarters as she shifted her weight. She stared at the marehood in front of her. “Actually... scrap that half past five meeting...” This was her last client of the day, and she still had a good twenty minutes to go before class

“Huh? The mare sounded astounded, seems like Twilight had managed to catch her entirely off guard. “What do you mea-aannh...” Twilight gave a rough lick from the bottom top the top of the length in front of her, tasting the remnants of the lubricant recently released. “Well hello there...” She was rewarded with a partially flaccid wink, that quickly worked it’s way up to one showing the stiff bead in all it’s pride. Twilight ran her hoof along the swollen package, scrunching her nose a bit. Was she turning into a sexual deviant? A month ago, she’d never even had thoughts like this cross her mind. It was healthy for a mare to have a sex drive and active sex life, but something was gnawing at Twilight that she might be going a little far. Then again, lots of mares used glory holes, and many worked in them. It wasn't exactly super uncommon, but she estimated around thirty percent used them, whether they were receiving or giving. It varied from town to town granted, Canterlot being a little more haughty about it since they favored relations over flings.

Twilight however, was never one for relationships. They got in the way of her studies. Maybe this type of no strings attached activity was something she could get used to? Maybe she just looked on it from a too scientific point of view. Yes, this was mainly for research, but who would she be to turn down the option if it turns out this would be the thing just for her? She bit her lower lip gingerly. Well... she was feeling comfortable, an important part of trying something new. If she didn’t like it, or got cold hooves, she could just pull out.

Taking a deep breath, she gingerly spun around. The blood was already coursing through her erectile tissue, making her engorged. She hesitated for a brief moment, contemplating if this was how she wanted to lose her virginity. But the unicorn shrugged and planted her rear against the hole, causing their flanks to bump, and allowing their genitals to intermingle. It wasn’t technically anything material anyhow. Plus, it was kinda fitting that it would go to the same mare that took her oral innocence, both kinds to boot. “Oh... so that’s what you were doing back there... take it you changed your mind?” Both mares let out a low exhale as their puffy, moist vulvae were ground against each other. It felt somewhere in between oral and a hoofjob. Kinda stiff, but at the same time it had a notable softness that only the supple stretchiness of a marehood could give.

Twilight felt something along her length, mainly prodding down at her plump hood protrusion. Her mind wrote it off as a tongue at first, but she quickly realized that was the other mares clit. She quickly whipped her own out in a flash and pushed her hips a bit further back, feeling the two fleshy pleasure buttons squish against each other It sent a pleasant shiver down her spine. “Mnh... well, I did some thinking and thought that now might be as good moment as any for a first time. Plus, I do find it funny how you keep snagging first dibs. First through oral and now going after my vulva’s virginity.” The purple pony felt her inner muscles clamp around themselves. She had to admit it was a little boring being unable to roughly squeeze anything using her prehensile depths. Perhaps this is why athletic mares and their powerful cunts had a bit of a male partner bias...which explained the phenomenon with stallions swooning after jocks as well. It all made sense now!

“I’ve got a feeldoe at home in case you want to bring it to a full circle...” despite the joking tone, Twilight felt her sphincter tighten a little at the thought. She hadn't studied the matter, but it seemed like a very odd one to her. Stallions had their prostate in there, but with the mare’s being vaginal, she wasn’t sure how they found pleasure in the act. She made a mental note to look that up later as she shifted her weight, trying to get back in the swing of things. “Heh, relax girl, was just joking. I can feel your flank tensing up from here. But, yeah, sure you want to have your first time in a school bathroom? I’m no romantic, but well, I dunno, maybe you’d want to know the face of the pony you are scoring with?”

Twilight gave a slow grind, circling her clit around the other mares, cooing softly in the process. She cracked a smile as something witty came to mind, “Well, I’m afraid we’ve touched beads, so it’s already irreversibly gay.” She flexed the aforementioned throbbing family jewel as the white mare gave a stifled chuckle.

“Ha! Gotta say, didn’t expect you to use one of those silly ‘rules’. I mean, who came up with them anyhow? I can agree that getting head through a glory hole while not being lesbo or hetero since you’re not supposed to know whom is doing it. Granted, it’s a turn off for some, but grinding clits is rather out there.” The mare started building up a steady pace along their lengths, their juices intermingling. “I know it’s somehow not gay unless the clits or testicles are touching. But yeah... if you’re doing classic tribadism or frottage... what else would it be?” The mare gave a shrug that Twilight felt through her hips. And, thinking about it, there were a lot of things that didn’t make sense, especially old sayings. Even if many of them weren’t that old.

The purple unicorn let out a little huff and folded the tip of her clit back into it’s meaty confines in order to flip it out again shortly after. “This is a little hard, I must admit... Might be from inexperience, but, is it supposed to be this tricky? It feels more like slow, mutual masturbation than sex...”

“Well, many mares tend to use a toy between them to give the muscles something to work around. Kinda wasting a large portion of the genital otherwise y’know? Their prehensility can’t really be used with other mares other than muzzle fucking, unless they’re getting kinky with hoofing or some of the rare spells. I would have brought a simple double ended in case you’d have come later today, hehe.” The pressure slowly built up in her, making her sex tingle. It felt nice, but was far from optimal to get off on.

“As you can tell, I plan to come much sooner than that however.” Her statement was rewarded with a chuckle. “But yeah, I can see how it’d be nice to have something to wrap your meat around.

The white mare let out another grunt. “Mnh... this might just be that I was already revved up, but I might do that before you... hope you don’t mind.”

“Oh, not at all, just be sure to finish me off afterwards. Just knock when you wana cum, and I’ll swing around. Any preference?” A brief though struck Twilight: It had to be hard to see a facial on a white pony... as much as she enjoyed giving them the few chances she’d had, she had to say it might be a little disappointing to have a white coated partner. At least if you were heavily into the superficial. And while at least liking to think she’s more mental than physical arousal wise, she would have to find out about that by comparison. Trying to snap her attention back to the act itself, Twilight mentally slapped herself for trailing off so much during her first time.

“That won’t be needed girl, just hold still and relax when I knock, allright?” Twilight tilted her head. Was she planning to coat her backside, or spurt it along her actual back? While not being sure, she figured she would leave the more experienced mare with what to do. She’d done this before, which was more than Twilight could say.

“Um, well, all right. I gotta say though, sex is a little romanticized.” Their flanks slapped against each other wettly. “I mean, yeah, it feels good, and gushing out the lubricant feels great. But going with what the novels say, or even some of the porn, I think some will be a little underwhelmed by their first time. At least if they find and use some of the more raunchy content for reference.” Twilight found herself talking from experience, considering the first time she rubbed one out, she had actually been expecting the fireworks illustrated to occur.

“Mnh... almost there...” The mare huffed and sped up the rubbing of their family jewels. “You know, a lot of mares would grow really frustrated on how much you talk during sex. Most want chatting and compliment exchanges, but you’re kinda trailing off hehe.” The purple unicorn was actually aware of this. But it wasn’t very hard to deduct, as it could be compared to being interrupted by your parents while having a wank.

“I know... but since I’m looking more for a mind in a pony than their looks, it shouldn’t be too hard to find somepony that’s okay with it.” She let out a slow gasp as a quick thrust delivered a intense pressure to her bead. “Ah... getting close myself...” There was a sudden grunt, and three knocks in rapid succession banged against the stall.

Feeling the pressure in her abdomen on the verge of bursting, Twilight relaxed a bit and leaned forward a bit, anticipating the warm, sticky streams of female ejaculate on her rump. Instead, she was shocked when she suddenly felt her folds yanked open. Not roughly, but the motion still startled her, eliciting a baffled nicker. She felt the stiff clit of her anonymous partner throb as it flared out and pressed against her own. Shortly after, a warmth started to spread throughout her insides. Twilight’s eyes bulged a little as she realized what was happening. She felt as each jet filled her wizard sleeve, one contraction at a time.

It was an entirely new sensation to feel a mare orgasm like this. Their clits pressing against each other, their folds mushed together along their lengths. She felt each contraction, even if it wasn’t that strongly indicated as when it was clamping around her muzzle, she still felt them, and a pleasant shiver ran down along her spine as she felt the tingle in her marehood, relating to how each one cause a ripple of pleasure throughout the body. With a final grunt, the white mare ground against Twilight’s pride a final time, then slid back with a gasp. “Haaa... that could have been bigger if you hadn't milked me before this...”

Twilight heard and felt a glob of cum pour out and splatter against the floor, some of it seeping its way towards her abdomen and thighs. Most seemed to stay inside however. Twilight could tell this might’ve had something to do with her her tilted angle. Well, she guessed she could scratch two things off her list of what she had tried. She gave a light flex. But it was about the same as clenching around nothing. Cum wasn’t exactly known for being a solid material after all. It was about then Twilight realized there was no longer anything pressing against her pride. And that was when something wrapped in and around her genitals, making her muscles tense up.

That mare must have shoved her upper muzzle inside her slick walls, tongue pressed against her swollen bead, and past her puffy folds. The lower jaw embraced and just barely touched her abdomen. It was similar to a technique she’d been studying. Or well, muzzling wasn’t really anything spectacular, but a variation of it had cropped up over the past decade. It seemed like stallions even just this year had been experimenting on a counterpart for them to use. She had to read up on both. Even if only one of them was of relevance to her currently. Still, she always enjoyed looking at the broad picture.

Speaking of which, the purple mare grit her teeth as she felt her body tense up. Something was due for release, and the sudden mixed stimuli and pressure on her genitals caused her pleasure valve to overflow. Her back arched up and elicited a low whiny as an orgasm coursed through her veins. She felt her walls clamping down around the muzzle, giving a tingling shiver inside her. It felt nice to have something to grasp around as her organ tried to milk itself of as much pleasure as possible, squeezing greedily on the object it surrounded. Her clit throbbed as it swelled up further, lightly pulsating with each spurt of her juice that unloaded into the mare’s waiting maw.

Twilight shuddered as she felt the last few streams of her load gush out, slumping down a bit, panting. While she had a preference for giving facials, even if she had yet to see herself give one to another pony, she relished in the sensation of getting to fill someone up as well. She flicked her tail as the endorphins kicked in. Momentarily numbing all other thoughts and worries as she just listened to what could almost be described as guzzling while the white mare, unicorn mare she reminded herself, seemed intent on not only drinking Twilight’s fluids, but also her own. Twilight was pretty sure she had read about a fetish similar to the whole act that just transcribed. She shivered in post-orgasmic delight as was given a pleasant treatment of being lightly sucked off, while any cum in or around her sex was being consumed by an eager muzzle.

The purple mare couldn’t help but wonder at what point this became more about the sex than study. Granted there was a very intertwining path they shared with each other, but she found herself ‘lost in the moment’ more than a few times. One time she even ended up forgetting the technique that had been used, or why she remembered the number ‘forty-two’ for- her blissful thoughts were interrupted as she let out a squeak in surprise as her clit was given a wet pop as part of a parting kiss. “Haa... haven’t given a mare a cream pie in a while hehe. You should try it sometime, girl, it’s a very peculiar sensation. And I mean both of those actions.” She gave a bemused snicker. “But yeah... nice to see you willing to branch out a little. Just be sure to do it at your own pace. While being asked to explore new areas is a good way to broaden your horizons, it still has to be done at your own volition. It can be a very fine line between feeling pushed and just having the idea thrown out there.”

“Mnh... I might give it a try if I get the chance... “ While Twilight knew the difference both was rather obvious, and knew about the phenomenon firsthoof very well. Many ponies had a hard time distinguishing between the two. More than once had she had a pony snap back at her for thinking she was telling them to do something, rather than just wanting to suggest they could try doing it. It didn’t help that she wasn’t exactly a social butterfly. Still, there were quite a number of things that seemed obvious to her that most regular ponies couldn’t seem to grasp. She tried to not dwell too much on it, for that only made her understand it even less.

“Well, I should start to-” There was a sudden pause, perhaps something was amiss. “Oh horseapples! My watch has stopped!” There was a nervous skittering on the other side, the hatch being closed. “This ain’t good... well, I can’t be that late. It was working before I got here, so... at tops I’d be like, fifteen minutes late. Still, gotta run, hope you had as much fun and enjoyed it like I did. See you around, girl!” Twilight blinked a few times, a bit baffled, but also busy coming down from her hormone induced high.

After a while, she just gave a shrug, slid the lid closed on her side of the stall, and took her time basking in her afterglow. She had to try using the glory hole after a really good book just to compare to how it felt to having a wank after one. As that had to be the best mix of mental and physical satisfaction she knew... she’d have to try that some other day though. She didn’t have a new book to finished for at least a week or so. She even have had to minimize herself to one series climax a week. It had helped, as she no longer ran out of authors by the end of the month. She gave a light stretch. For now, she’d just relish in the sensation. Her next shift wasn’t for another day. It was slightly uncommon, but tomorrow had been fully booked by volunteers already. Still, her day by day scheduling did help her avoid collisions of upcoming events, so she did prefer it over weekly schedules. Too bad that she had nothing relevant or interesting to study in school tomorrow... and that was something almost unheard of for her!

Looks like the upcoming stall session would be the highlight of her week...

She had to admit, it was a bit amusing that the cafeteria had pronounced a ‘taco thursday’ the one day she wasn’t working the stall. Looks like she did get to munch on some ‘tacos’ after all. She didn’t know if anypony noticed, but if she’d seen somepony gigglesnort like a schoolfilly like she did. Especially as a buck commented on liking his with extra much sauce, she would have at least have made an assumption. Or the very least roll her eyes on that pony being a little too invested in a mare’s, possibly their own, hindquarters. Or sexual things overall. Most ponies were very open about the theme, at least knowledge wise. But most didn’t go around expressing that knowledge, or interest. Especially not in canterlot. Even by teens it was a bit sneered upon to talk about things like slit length, whether they had mottling or not or how much a stallions testicles had dropped since fourth grade, were all things you would almost never hear out in the open.

To her surprise, the day prior unfolded in a good way, just like a plump, eager clit. The library got a surprise shipment of books from Hästsverige’. She didn’t know much about the place other than their viking caribou and famous meatless meatballs. This import wasn’t something she could have predicted more than... maybe Celestia showing up at her stall, whipping her goods out... not that that would ever happen... and okay, she could actually at least imagine a surprise shipment. Point being, she wasn’t prepared for it, nor expecting it to happen, not to say she didn’t enjoy the little treat.

After Arcane Physiology, it that special time of day again where she headed out to the restroom. She was the first one there it seemed. Apparently they had done some modifications to the stall. Twilight was intrigued by what such modifications could be. As it sounded like something minor from what she had read. Entering the stall, she casually strolled through the interior. And it didn’t take the mare long to find what was new.

Twilight giggled at the goggles hanging next to the clipboard, for it seemed somepony had not shut their eyes in time for a potent blast of mare juice. It wasn’t anything she needed, but she knew it could sting badly, so it was a nice addition for newbies. In hindsight, she was a little surprised nopony had thought of placing goggles in there before. Then again, if anypony was going to write a hoofbook or manual about working a glory hole, or cunnilingus overall, she guessed it would have to be her... most likely under a pseudonym. Being known for ‘that one mare’ wouldn’t be something she’d have much guilt or shame over, but it would complicate things a bit when trying to be taken seriously in the academic world, as ponies would always think of her studies in mare meat before anything else. And sure, she’d have a much bigger ratio of being offered to be blown, or lingate somepony, but that wasn’t her goal with her research! Though she’d have nothing against it as a bonus...

She’d avoid it as coaxing or bribes however. The mere rumor that around three of the teachers on the school allowed exchange of giving them head in return for extra credit appalled her. It was like cheating, but with a different approach. Instead of having to worry about being caught, you’d have to worry about if the teacher for that subject was willing to take you up on the offer. If they weren’t, your grades would likely take a massive hit. Even if Twilight had to admit she found it bogus to cut somepony’s score just for that. Not everyone was a pony person. The traveling moose professor they had had in geography was great at teaching, but one of the few she’d met with even less social competence and interest than she had, outside of teaching that was. It was almost freaky how vastly different someone could be when inside their comfort zone as opposed to outside. She had to read more into that, but her psychology class wouldn’t start for another quarter year. Letting out a sigh, she glanced around the stall.

The purple mare noticed a post-it note near the rows of tally marks. Or well, if it could be called that. It was more of a small collection of them. Catching herself from levitating any off the wall, she leans in to it and reads quietly to herself. “Caution: The recent exchange student comes here occasionally.” She arched a brow as she paused her reading. Why would that need a caution sign? Feels like another term would have been more suitable. Then again, she didn’t know what it was for. Giving a shrug she kept reading: “She’s not mean or anything, just, watch out for her load okay? She’s a freaking hose, I’m not joking here! Again; She’s not mean, but she seems to get a kick out of plastering an unsuspecting pony’s face, or causing a spit-take. Definitely a prankster that one. Just warning ponies that might not be ready for it. Or well, even less ready than an experienced pony. It’s what we have the eyewear here for. We’re all here because we like and/or want to do it, and come here willingly. It should be as welcoming and hospitable as possible. For many mares, this is their only means of quick, simple stress relief. We seniors can’t stick around here forever, the freshmares gotta be introduced, and eased into this kind of culture if we want to keep it going.”

Twilight took a bit to process what she had just read, still a bit baffled on the work it must have took to synchronize all those notes. Feels like it would have been easier to just write on a parchment and stick it up there. Cleaners were just as likely to take that down... speaking of which, this place had been close to pristine nearly every time she came here... no cumsplatter or the like. Which meant the janitors were here. It just clicked for Twilight that whichever pony was in charge of cleaning, deliberately let this little operation slide. It was things like this that made something like volunteering here even more fun. You find out things you never knew about before. The unicorn couldn’t help but feel a slight flush on her cheeks. Whatever their reason, she had to admit to that she hoped Ol’ Scruffy wasn’t in charge of the bathrooms. She knew older ponies, her family and even Celestia had sex lives, but... she didn’t know why, but picturing certain ponies in relevance to something explicit... It just instantly wrung out her sponge deflating like a balloon in cold weather. Her parents, and to a degree older ponies, she could get that due to biology. As for the princess... well, for Twilight it least, it felt like a mix between respect and awe. It wasn’t exactly like she was just some celebrity. She was her mentor, and a goddess. Like, how would anypony even approach that?

Before she was allowed to trail off further, the door to the bathroom opened, and a pony strutted in. Notable by their hoofsteps, it surely wasn’t the embarrassed shuffle most first timers had. This mare was confident, she knew what she wanted. Twilight only hoped it wasn’t one of those haughty mares... she really didn’t like how they acted like they owned the place, nor how whomever lingated them should feel honored for getting the chance to do so. While Twilight might be exited if she got the chance to take a test made by somepony like Starswirl, if said test was bad, it wouldn’t impress her just based on who made it. Just like she’d be honest about if somebody gave her terrible oral. She wouldn’t necessarily be crude about it, but she wouldn’t pretend it was good... with possible exception for a hypothetical Celestia. She might not dare calling that potential hypothetical person out on it… No, wait, Twilight, ponies weren’t supposed to have the hots for their mentors, especially ones that also happened to be a goddess.

The stall next door swung open with an audible push. This mare had been here before. She had a similar demeanor, from what Twilight could make out audibly, that she herself had while she was in the library. There was the usual shuffle from the other side of the wall as they uncovered their part of the separating material. Twilight was a little curious on who the mystery mare was mentioned in the warning. She chuckled mentally, thinking that if this were a cartoon, she’d just lift the lid off and their identity would be revealed. Reaching out with her magic to do just that, she stood flabbergasted for a moment as she accidentally dropped the cover to the ground.

The black coated mare on the other side... no, white? No, both! The unicorned blinked a few times. Okay, with most mares, your identity was mostly safe at a glory hole. Unless you had really specific mottling, or was ‘the one x colored mare in town’. Your best guess tended to be like ‘one of the around forty blueish mares’ which wasn’t very helpful. If it was a less covered hole, you could possibly see the tail too, and that narrowed it down to perhaps ten or so. This however... it was hard to hide her stripes, and her accent didn’t help either. The zebra being around thirty percent larger than your average pony also gave it away. Twilight wasn’t focused on that so much as she was on the equine’s goods though. Her cunt was huge. Fully engorged already, its plump lips glistened with arousal. And her voluptuous rump had pressed itself extra hard against the wall to present her massive marehood to the baffled purple pony.

Turns out she might know which ‘exchange student’ those notes were referring to after all. This whole event felt like something out of a cheesy porno. Granted, Twilight felt a little like she was in a porno more than once in these stalls, for little perverse sensation usually came over whenever she allowed herself to take a facial. She had read about how zebras had crazily over productive prostates, the males in particular having more productive testicles to boot alongside said prostates. There wasn’t that much about it, but in the one book that mentioned it, they apparently made way for the expression ‘cum buckets’. They casually ejaculated amounts that easily rivalled, and surpassed any ‘milking’ act, or ‘build up’ exercise a pony could attempt. She had to admit though, she was sceptical about it... it felt like some oversexualized romanticization view on zebras.

Just like how all of them were super well end- before Twilight could finish her train of thought, the zebra flexed out her slick, meaty bead. The unicorn’s jaw went slack... either those rumours were true, or she had met a very, very gifted mare. Her eyes moved along her fold length, she noticed she couldn’t even see the top of it... the mare was positioned so that her clit was centre of the hole, and her vulva simply passed up beyond the circle. But even of what she just saw body proportion wise, this zebra had easily at least twenty percent more length than her. Added on that she was also bigger in terms of body mass... she’d guess around fifty percent more mare meat than she was sporting herself. But it at least wasn’t the two full plus sized vulvae she’d need to even rival Celestia's size. She let out a low whistle as she gazed at the zebra’s glistening onyx package.

“You are impressed, pony?” The voice startled Twilight and snapped her back to reality. She opened her mouth to respond, but, likewise that this mare could impossibly not go to a glory hole unnoticed by the occupant... unless they used one of those that only showed the genital, that worked both ways. If she spoke, the zebra would know who she was, especially as she was in same the alchemy class... and happened to be the main assistant of that class. And Twilight often asked for her assistance... she could see why she’d pick a glory hole though: Fast, simple, no quarrel. Perfect for a mare on the go. Twilight instead opted to knock three times on the wall to signal a yes. “Hehe, I take it you are not one to talk? Thinking I might recognize you?” Twilight licked her lips, looking at that dark nub before she gave another tentative three knocks. She was pretty sure it was as large as an average stallions penis at least.

The zebra let out a chuckle “Do not worry, friend. I might be unable to hide my identity, but I can not see that as reason to make you reveal your own if you want it hidden.” She folded her clit and slowly revealed that big black bead once more. “Unless you would like to do this the old fashioned way... or find it too awkward to know you have been up in this!” She flexed her tip, making the entire clit throb lightly and causing Twilight to bite her lower lip. “I have named her her ‘the black pearl’ in case you were wondering...” The unicorn shifted a little nervously. Fucking her primary lab partner was not something she had expected to do today... or ever, actually. But she had to remind herself: almost everypony had needs... and if she could help her with that itch, she would do her best to satisfy.

She leaned in, giving a slow lick from the little mound on the bottom, sliding her tongue along the voluptuous pair of lips, pressing against the pearl on her way up, eliciting a minor moan. “Mnh... straight to business eh? I like it.” Reaching the edge, she pulled back down, resting the top of her tongue on the tip of the clit and breathing hot air on it. Just trying to stall for time before thinking of what to do. “Heh, going with your breathing, I would say you think I am a little much to take in? Or perhaps to wrap around?” Twilight felt a flush on her cheeks. This mare knew she was packing, and wasn’t afraid to acknowledge that. “You know... those ponies I do get to speak to, many of them actually expect me to be striped down there. Silly, yes?” Twilight’s flush darkened as she had to admit, she had been curious about that herself not too long ago.

Wrapping her lips around the dark, slippery sphere, she gave a muffled agreement, certain they wouldn’t be able to make out her voice on something that oratory. “I have to say, while it is… how you say, shallow, this is probably one of the things I most appreciate about your culture. It is so... convenient.” Twilight began slowly swirling her tongue around the button, her saliva intertwining by the exotic flavour mingling with her taste buds. “Nh... when I first got here, I was unsure how I would settle relieving myself. Was I going to just rub one out? Try to find a temporary date? Pursue one time flings at the watering hole?”

Twilight began suckling the flesh between her lips as her tongue danced along its surface, causing coo’s of approval. “That’s it... Surely you have had practice? But yes, like I was saying: Finding out about this place has been simply spectacular... I will really miss this when I leave next year... it has even taken over masturbation for me.” She gave a chuckle. “It will take some time to readjust to having it this readily available... ah well, show me what you can do, and you shall be in for a little... surprise...” She let out a playful giggle as she wiggled her rump. She was no doubt talking about the size of her load.

Taking a deep breath, Twilight focused on the task at hoof. She began bobbing her head, dipping her muzzle past those folds in order to slide all the way around that dark meat. The scent of a horny mare filled her nostrils. It was such a soothing scent to her now. Lately she’d be going into this almost zen like state whenever she gave head. It was a familiar routine by now, yet fresh and exciting each time a new marehood replaced the previous one. She gave a rough suckle, squeezing it experimentally with her lips and getting a pleased grunt in response. Letting Twilight know she didn’t mind a little rougher play. With that in mind, she increased the pressure her tongue exerted, coiling it’s way around the glans, causing the zebra to playfully flare her nostrils. Grinning with the result, Twilight let go with a intense pop, pulling her muzzle back, making the black hindquarters quiver with anticipation as she dove her muzzle inside the dark, velvety halls, balancing her horn against the wall. Unicorns weren’t the best at muzzle fucking.

She lapped at the wet insides of the zebra, tasting more of her lubricant as she nuzzled along the walls. Carefully lowering her head, letting her horn slide inside to allow her upper jaw to press against the spot behind the clit, much to the delight of it’s owner. “Ooh... just careful with that horn, unicorn... I know I have the girth for it, and that it is pretty blunt and how flexible these babies are, but well, you know. I am a little nervous to have something that rigid inside...” Twilight could understand her. When someone says ‘horn’. As in pointy. As in not a sex toy. If you knew what you were doing however, they could be a decent supplement for one.

Twilight made sure to slather that engorged clitoris with her tongue as she booped her nose against that sweet spot, feeling the mare tighten her prehensile walls around her. She was toned, as the muscles squeezed tightly, but she could tell the mare held back. The reason had to be the uneasy feeling of that horn in her snatch. “Yes... keep going... just a few more minutes and I’ll be ready for my next class...” Huh... Twilight just now understood out how the zebra managed to be so calm during class, and here she had thought it was just a virtue of their species. Or maybe it was a mix of both... she did see her meditate a lot during breaks. As Twilight bobbed her head, her mind drifted back to the upcoming end of this session... she didn’t mind a mess on her face as long as she had time to wash off. She could probably drink it down if she tried. But, remembering the notes, she had to wonder if the zebra’s cum shot really was super big?

As she was working her metaphorical magic, a thought suddenly struck her as she was working the near pitch black love tunnel. Twilight just grinned. This mare might find it amusing to shock ponies with her gushing, but Twilight figured she could give her a surprise of her own... It was about time somepony got the better of this zebra, and Twilight was just the mare for the job. And it couldn’t have been a better time, for she just perfected this new phasing spell! She was ninety-nine point seven-two-four percent sure it would work at least... only one way to find out for sure!

Pulling back, she leaned in towards the bottom, and give a slow lick along the length of the zebra’s pussy before she pulling back and just holding her head at level with the bottom of the warm vulva. This resulted in a slightly confused panting from the other side. Twilight stretched her jaws and cracked her neck. Taking a telekinetic grip around the clit, the zebra flinched a little.

“Ah, I never get used to that sensation... magic feels odd on the genitals to be honest...” Twilight didn’t reply so she could instead close her eyes and focus. A dim aura enveloping her cheeks, teeth and overlapping the glow from her horn as it was encased by a second layer as well. “Um... y-you will continue, yes?” Her magic gave the clit a sudden tight squeeze, making the zebra nicker and huff. “Haa... I take that as a yes...” She felt a tingle as the energy surged through her. It was like the faintest touch of a dozen feathers touching her bare skin, intensifying all across her entire cheeks. And there was the faintest throb in her horn as it seemed to shift... it was kinda like when one of her bangs got soaked, but at the same time... okay, it was really hard for her to really describe how a piece of bone felt, but... it wasn’t that much different from how her teeth felt. Overall, the tingling made her own clit throb faintly.

As the spell settled, she moved her jaw carefully. She couldn’t feel much of any resistance. She tried sticking her tongue through her cheek. Glancing to the side she saw her own tongue on the left side of her face... way too far left... okay, that was creepy. There was a pressing feeling as her tongue remained through, like her spell was locked, currently unable to be dispersed. The feeling left as soon as she moved her tongue back inside. She glanced up quickly, noticing how her horn was... trippy, as if it were made of mist. It slowly shifted and shimmered. She would have to study that more later, for she’d only tried it on her hooves before, but right now she had unfinished business to deal with. Grinning with her, admittedly creepy cheekless grin, she adapted her ‘work voice’, hoping to Celestia it wouldn’t be recognized, and spoke in a sultry tone. “Actually no... I’m going to give you a surprise.” The magic around her clit let go, and Twilight streamlined her neck, it had to be linear for this to work smoothly.

“Huh? What are you-” Taking the chance of surprise, the unicorn shut her eyes, took a deep breath, and lunged forward with wide open jaws. Her lower one smoothly grazing over the pelvis, ending up around the abdomen, tongue extended across the sticky coat, her upper one squeezing it’s way inside with ease. The zebra’s massive, juicy black orb slid past the roof of her mouth to the back of her mouth, past the uvula and... Twilight lets out a slight gag. While not being a species possessing a gag reflex. That felt... odd. Why did she even thrust herself in like that? Could have gone half the speed at least. It was a special sensation to say the least... especially with her eyes both bulging, and twitching at the same time, while being shut. She got the result she was after however, as the zebra clamped down around her, letting out a loud moan and uttering words Twilight could only guess was in the zebra’s native language. Doing her best to try and grin, she gave a few bobs of her head, the slick walls tightening with each thrust. Her throat reacted well to the pressure it received. Her uvula was still not okay with the force that meat had been shoved down her gullet.

Barely having done this for ten seconds, Twilight could already tell that this would be much more optimal if she did this with a mare that was on her back. But then again, that was rather obvious, going with that’s how deepthroating had been discovered. It didn’t take too many years before a mare realized it could be used on stallions too, thus creation male deepthroating. Could even be done without the help of ointments or size difference. Was a bit harder to get into position for it among some other major differences however. But now, here was Twilight with figuring out a version to do to regular deepthroating to a whole new level, accessible to even more mares... if they could learn the spell, or have someone do it for them. It wasn’t super complex, but still a novice spell. Nonetheless, Twilight gave a shrug, focusing on clenching her throat, swallowing to stimulate that large lump in her throat. A lump that couldn’t be fixed by simply clearing her throat, anyhow.

Finally having gotten over the immediate surprise, the zebra stopped babbling incoherently in her native tongue and was just left panting. “Haaa... d-did you just?” She gave a few bucks with her hips, sliding the bead in and out of Twilight’s gullet. It was honestly similar to her wizard sleeves, but without the plethora of nerve endings. The zebra gave an excited squeal. “Oh my... I really am, aren’t I? I have not done this since I was at home... and then we both needed a potion to increase flexibility and stretchyness...” The zebra started to hump against the wall, making soft slaps against the stall as her rump collided with it. “Mngh... spirits, your throat feels good around me! Heh... it is funny how you clench me inside a place I am clenching you... mnh... please swallow again...” Doing as requested, Twilight swallowed hard, feeling her throat tighten and knead along the meat of the mare. Repeating the process at a rapid pace. Eliciting a quickly growing panting, as the muscles around her head got firmer. Hm, with some telekinesis, she would be able to stretch and elongate the labia to do some swabbing...

“Haa... wait, no keep going, I mean... ah-” Letting out another foreign sentence in a loud whiny, the mare had a few moments of frantic tapping of her hooves, before she slammed past Twilight’s uvula, tightly against the wall, and her own walls locking Twilight’s muzzle in place. Her eyes bulged once again as she heard two swift kicks as what occupied her throat swelled up. It didn’t take her long to figure out the clit had flared, especially as her gullet got plastered by a strong, thick stream. That zebra was cumming, and hard. Bracing herself, she swallowed to help keep her throat open, but with the placement of the clit, it was more or less as open as it was going to get, so the motion was more reflexive as all Twilight could do was feel how the warmth splattered into her throat, gushing down into her belly with each burst. Her body drank each drop of it on it’s own. She just let it flow as she was held firm by the soaked flesh around her. The way the zebra shook around her, the contractions clamping further down on her, the frantic winking... the copious amount of fluids being pumped down her throat... some part of Twilight whipped out her clit on full display. The scent, the sounds, the sensations... her eyes rolled back a little. She’d never felt like this before... she had a sudden urge to either just work rotation, taking multiple mare’s cumshots in a row, or just milk this zebra until her entire stomach was pumped full with juices.

As the barrage of marecum finally came to a close, Twilight wasn’t sure just how much had been guzzled down. It had to be at least over a litre, perhaps even up to two... Her guess was somewhere in between. Going with that being three times the average mare... count her impressed. She didn’t really care that her ability to breathe ran thin... she wondered if a zebra could be caused to faint if built up over a few days, then milked thoroughly outside a warm day... not to mention that they very likely could literally cum a bucket as well... Twilight liked the intoxicated haze she was in. It was like there was a peculiar warmth in her tummy.

The zebra flared her nostrils, panting heavily. As she began to pull out, Twilight noticed the zebra’s clit folded, giving a noise of protest, tapping her opening against the tip of the folds. The zebra to stopped. “Haaa?” She seemed to ask in confusion. Twilight did her best to try and say ‘wink’ through the other mares vagina, though her face being stuffed in those walls made it difficult and a bit inaudible. Causing the mare to flex her bead after a few seconds. “You mean this?” Twilight nodded and prodded against it, pushing it past, into the throat again, getting a sigh of relief from the purple mare, shortly followed by a nod as she tightened her gullet. “Oh, well... o-okay, if you really want me to...” With a grunt, the zebra pulled loose with a light popping noise, making Twilight shiver as it got yanked free from her grasp. Making her let out a shaky breath before she began panting as well, surpling out any remaining cum she could get her lips on. Much to the delighted groan of the other mare. “Sweet spirits... I haven’t cum that hard in months... haa... and you just... drank it all... I was not aware unicorns could do that with their magic...”

Having the zebra fully pulling out of her mouth, Twilight found herself dripping faintly with cum from her entire lower jaw as she grinned triumphantly, an awkward toothless grin, but one nonetheless. That had been... excitingly intense. And there was some sense of pride in stumping, and outsmarting a pony, err, zebra at their own game. Savoring what she had saved on her tongue, she was a little sad she didn’t get to taste it going down. This flavour was outright delicious. It reminded her of pineapple to some degree, like a thick, warm smoothie. She was a little worried at whatever state she had just entered. She only felt an afterglow when she unloaded, never while taking one. She opened her mouth wide again, letting the spell go, feeling her flesh rematerialize as a solid once more... the sensation of when blood flowed back into a sleeping limb... her hoof knew how it felt, not so much her cheeks. It wasn’t the most pleasant experience, but it wasn’t that- as the spell fully fizzled away, there was a sudden snap, similar to when you stretched and your spine cracked... The unicorn was going to try and tweak the spell to not do that... as that had felt incredibly awkward in both cheeks, her horn, and especially each of her teeth...

She tried moving her jaws gingerly, smacking her lips as she did. Well, she felt normal. So it seems like the spell worked well for other body parts as well. She opened her mouth to speak, only to be interrupted by a loud burp, clearly tasting the cum in her belly. Her cheeks became adorned by a deep, scarlet blush as the zebra burst out laughing in a cute gigglesnort. Covering her mouth briefly with a fetlock, she lets out an awkward cough, then scraped the floor. “Haha! And I can’t believe you just did that!” The other mare snickered for a few more seconds before swishing the lid back down over the hole with one casual swoop of her tail. “I Take it I you were satisfied with the output, yes?” Twilight gave a bashful, acknowledging ‘Mmhm’ in return. If she drank the rest of her shift as well, she’d barely be able to fit any lunch later. Even after having known her for quite a while, Twilight still wasn’t used to how that zebra spoke. It was kinda weird how easily she had adapted to the slang and speech pattern spoken by teens in urban towns. Granted, one of those, Manehattan is where she first ended up when she traveled here. But still, it was just a bit odd with her accent.

The zebra let out another audible exhale. “Oh, I almost forgot!” There was a quick tap on the wall, and the lid slid open, giving Twilight another view of those plump, onyx privates. “Would you mind giving her a goodbye kiss?” The large bead unfolded, not as big flaccid, but still an impressive sight. Letting out a chuckle, she leaned in and kissed it gently, getting a nicker of relief as the zebra let it sink back in. “Many thanks. I Just like to have people, especially you ponyfolk do that, as a thank for the view, along with the drink or shower, hehe.” The lid was soon slid back, and Twilight heard the zebra get ready to move. “Oh, not that I mean I am ungrateful, thank you kind mare, I am very glad for what you did for me. All I’m saying is that it is not all ponies that get a chance to get some of this.” There was a wet slap, and Twilight could figure out it was from a hoof across a hindquarter. A very curvy and plump such specimen.

And she had to admit, they were some pretty enticing hindquarters... “Although...” The zebra spoke up. “I know what I said before but... by the spirits, you know your way around a vulva, not to mention, you know...” Twilight heard her pace around in the stall next to her. “I might just have to find out who you are... I would love for you to do that again... this time when I can be on my back so you can get have better control. And all I’d have to do, would be to gaze into each of the student’s eyes in class at some point, one by one, and I’d know your identity, soon or later...” A bead of sweat started forming on the purple unicorns forehead. She wasn’t the best pony person, but she was fairly sure that would be true... possibly she might uncover some other pony in her class that works the stalls as well before her but... in her current state, she really wasn’t sure if she’d mind being uncovered...

Author's Note

Had a lot of proofreading help in this, greatly appreciated ^^
No idea what, or if next chapter would be, but I've still tried my best about it.